Friday, April 17, 2015

People, Or Why I Don't Get Out Much | a poem by a faust



PEOPLE 
or why i don't get out much
by a female faust
this instantiation for xeni

they talk to me & 
wait
to see if i agree & smile
& if i play w/what they say
i know they'll stay  -- awhile
& when they go 
they'll never know that long ago
i learned (they think they share
(& think 
i care) when its 
their
words
returned)



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